Chapter 903 – Heartache
This place was a mountain range, and the surrounding mountains were a natural barrier. Maybe the people of the Zhou family knew of this place by chance long ago, which was why they came here to hide from the Great Western Jinling, which was not far from the Jinling. If it were not for the news that An Zheng had gotten the Zhou Family from the Artifact Demon, these people really would have settled down here and done evil deeds.
It was hard for An Zheng to understand what kind of self-deception he was seeing. A group of fugitives had actually captured the villagers in the middle of the mountains and built their country? Why did such absurd things always happen? Why did ordinary people always get bullied by these people?
An Zheng looked at the people who were building wooden houses in the jungle of the basin, and then looked at the evil people who were constantly whipping the villagers.
I don’t negotiate with sin.
I am uncompromising with sin.
Sin and I will not rest until we die.
An Zheng jumped down from the mountain, with his arms spread wide, he was like an eagle taking flight. He landed in the middle of the forest and looked at the guard standing on top of the tree. He didn’t even bother dodging as a light flashed in his left eye and that cultivator who only had Sumeru Stage s was killed by the Eye Technique. The cultivator didn’t even have the time to react before he fell from the tree likiece of wood.
An Zheng walked forward and a patrol squad came over. There were about a dozen people and upon seeing An Zheng, the person in front was startled: “Who are you?!”
An Zheng’s body appeared in front of him in a flash, his left hand reached out to grab the man’s neck and twisted, then with a kacha sound, the man’s head landed on his shoulder. An Zheng stepped forward, pushing the corpse onto the second person, and in the next second, the person behind was smashed into pieces. How shocking was the scene of a living human being being being smashed apart? Flesh and blood shot out like sharp arrows, killing all the servants in the surroundings.
An Zheng had already found the location of the Zhou Family, so he naturally wouldn’t hide himself anymore. He kept on killing as he walked. At the beginning, when the villagers saw An Zheng killing people, they were so scared that they turned tail and ran. Afterwards, a young man holding an axe charged forward with An Zheng: “What are we afraid of? We’re going to die anyway, if we follow this hero and kill our way in, we might still have a way out. Rather than being enslaved to death, we might as well fight for it. ”
When one person started to follow An Zheng, more and more commoners started to gather behind. The mountaineers rushed forward with axes, sticks, anything that could be used as a weapon. The servants who had been showing off their strength before using the whips were beaten tulp. An Zheng had killed all of those cultivators by himself, so how could the servants who didn’t know how to cultivate possibly defend against the tidewaters of the villagers?
Very quickly, An Zheng reached the center of the waterfall. There was a waterfall, and although it was not big, the water flow was very fast. A few naked girls were tied under the waterfall. Under the rapid stream, they hit the girls, causing them to scream in pain. Despite the earth-shaking battle cries from outside, that young man who was known as the Emperor of the Great Zhou Country was still sitting there, clapping his hands and laughing as he watched the abused girls.
He turned his head to look at An Zheng, and his expression immediately changed. He had seen An Zheng when he was at the Zhou Family household, and could only watch as An Zheng destroyed their huge family.
“You … Why are you still lingering around?! ”
An Zheng looked at him, the cold glint in his eyes seemed to pierce into the man’s heart.
“The Zhou family has already fallen to such a state. It is truly beneath us.”
An Zheng walked forward as he spoke, “What you have done, is worse than those grass bandits in Mount Cang Man. Hiding himself deep in the mountains to be an emperor? It’s a great pleasure to bully people. ”
An Zheng took a step forward and suddenly a cultivator of the Zhou Family rushed over. It was the middle-aged man whom An Zheng had met before in the cave, the one who was called Master Hou. As he attacked An Zheng like a madman, he shouted at the young man, “Your Majesty, quickly leave! Your subject will stop this demon!”
An Zheng grabbed that person’s neck, looked into his eyes and said, “He had a dream of becoming an emperor, what kind of big dream are you having? He raised the man high up, and when the man tried to kick An Zheng, An Zheng used a bit of force on his wrist and the man’s body immediately softened.
“I …” As the official of the Great Zhou Heavenly Kingdom, I must do my best to serve His Majesty! ”
An Zheng threw him over, and knocked his head against a big boulder: “I’ll grant your wish.”
With a bang, the moment the head hit the rock, it exploded like a burst of blood-red fireworks. The middle-aged man’s head was smashed off and his neck was smashed into pieces. An Zheng raised the half of the corpse and threw it forward, smashing the Emperor of the Great Cycle of Heaven down onto the ground.
In the distance, the commoners had surrounded the servants and were beating them up. The hoes, carrying poles, scythes, all sorts of things they could use were being used. A servant knelt there with a face full of blood, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
“I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I beg you to let me go, I’m willing to be your slave, I’m willing to be your slave.” Please don’t kill me, I’m willing to repay you. ”
An old man swung the hoe in his hand. “When you harmed my daughter, did you ever think that you would end up like this?”
The hoe stabbed into the servant’s skull. Although the old man was extremely angry, he didn’t have much strength after all. Half the hoe had cut into the man’s skull, the other half was still outside. The servant was still alive. He struggled to get up and started running witoe still attached to his head. He had only run three or four steps before he threw himself onto the ground and heavily jabbed his face into the ground.
The old man chased after him, stepped on his neck, and began to pull with the hoe in both hands. Ka was very strong. He twisted and turned a few times. Finally, he broke a skull with a crack and pulled the hoe out.
The rusty hoe was now covered with blood and white brain matter. The old man was extremely grieved and indignant. He grabbed the hoe and smashed it down onto the ground. Moments later, the servant’s head was smashed into meat paste.
“Everyone, don’t be a cowardly tortoise. If we had fought back then, we would have died with dignity.”
The youth from before charged forward with the sickle in his hand. He did not even know that he had been shot in the shoulder. The arrow was stuck in his shoulder, still quivering as he ran, blood running down the cloth.
An Zheng turned back to look at the banner that had the words “Great Cycle of Heaven” written on it. The banner was as thick aerson’s thigh. An Zheng went over, and slashed downwards with his palm at an oblique angle. His palm was as sharp as a blade, and the thick flagpole was immediately chopped in half by him. The cut was slanted and quite sharp. An Zheng dragged the flagpole back with one hand and walked in front of the young man.
“What’s your name?”
“We...” My, my name is Zhou Wentian. ”
“Yes, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, right?”
Witurn of his wrist, An Zheng raised the banner, and then fiercely thrust it downwards from its mouth. With a pfft, that thick piece of wood directly pierced through Zhou Wen Tian’s chest. As the banner moved forward, the twenty meter tall banner was pressed into the ground by An Zheng, and the banner was stuffed into Zhou Wen Tian’s chest.
“The flag is on your chest. You’re a good emperor.”
Zhou Wen Tian was not dead yet, he raised his hand wanting to pull the banner out from his chest, but held onto the corner of the banner with much difficulty, and looked at An Zheng with pleading eyes: “Save me, I … I give you wealth and glory, I give you all my women. We still have people from the Zhou family … Cough cough … All the treasures that I brought from the Zhou Mansion are for you, save me. ”
An Zheng lifted his foot and stepped on the part of the flagpole that was exposed to Zhou Wen Tian’s chest, pressing it down, witfft sound, the flagpole completely entered the ground.
“No need, I’ll look for it myself.”
An Zheng turned around, and all the villagers were gathered together. The wounded youth kneeled in front of An Zheng with his head touching the ground, “Immortal, thank you for saving us all. May I know the immortal’s name? We will offer it up to you everyday after we return. ”
An Zheng shook his head, “I’ll have to offer you your courage.”
He released his Heaven’s Eyes and quickly found the location where Zhou Wentian was hiding his treasures. Behind the waterfall, there was actually a cave with many large boxes inside. After An Zheng opened the box, he told the villagers to bring the treasures back. It looked like an ordinary compass with an eight trigram diagram on it and a pointer in the middle. An Zheng kept his things and turned to leave.
Those villagers all kept kowtowing to An Zheng, but An Zheng didn’t stop. He began to pursue and kill those cultivators of the Zhou Clan who had escaped earlier. No matter how far An Zheng fled, he killed them all. He was worried that, after he left, even if one of the cultivators returned, it would be a disaster for the villagers.
Carrying the stench of blood on his body, An Zheng left Swallow Mountain. Just as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he saw three people standing opposite him. On the side of the road, there was an extremely luxurious carriage. A woman wearing white clothes stood beside the carriage as if she was cold, her shoulders slightly trembling. She looked at An Zheng with a complicated expression.
Yuwen Wuming stood at the front, and after being silent for a while, all he could do was raise his hand and wave: “Hello.”
An Zheng let out a long breath and sat on a rock by the side of the road. He took out a jug of wine and drank it up: “Fight?”
Yuwen Wuming stood there and glanced at An Zheng, and then looked at Zhangsun Qingchou who was behind him: “I can’t beat you, but he can.”
Zhangsun Qingchou was slightly taken aback: “Slightly shameless.”
He walked in front of An Zheng and extended his hand out, “I heard that you only drink the strongest wine that you know, this is a little out of proportion to what I know. I know you wear the best, eat the best, and live the best, but why do you only like to drink this kind of bad wine? ”
An Zheng passed the wine jug to him, and Zhangsun Qingchou took a sip. Then, he grinned: “As expected, I still can’t feel your heart, the stories of people who can experience the life of others with just a sip of wine seem to be all lies.”
An Zheng: “So?”
Zhangsun Qingchou: “I’m wondering, if we were to fight, between the three of us and you, what would be the outcome.”
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
Yuwen Wuming shook his head, “Don’t play around, I had no intention to fight from the beginning. I finally managed to leave the Jinling with great difficulty. I have to return to the Phoenix Stage with great difficulty. You are a member of the Holy See, come and fight. ”
Zhangsun Qingchou: “Even more shameless … From the beginning, I didn’t intend to fight. But there is an emperor who wants me to come. The emperor is the biggest, how can I not come? “He’s here already, he’s here today. If he can’t beat you, he can leave. It won’t be a shame if he goes back.”
An Zheng: “You can beat me.”
Zhangsun Qingchou: “But I don’t know how to fight. My cultivation realm is enough to suppress you, but if I fight with you, I will definitely lose … Because I really don’t know how to fight. ”
An Zheng could not help but laugh: “You’re really funny.”
Yuwen Wuming leaned on the horse carriage: As I said it, it sounds like you have played before.
Zhangsun Qingchou turned around and glanced at Yuwen Wuming: “Say one more word, I’ll help him kill you.”
Yuwen Wuming shut his mouth and turned to look at his sister Yuwen Wuchen. “Are you going to fight or not?
Yuwen Wuchen turned around and left. “Why would you want to come?”
Just as she turned around, a cold light suddenly shot out from afar. The speed of that cold light was beyond imagination, and even An Zheng did not have the time to react. As for Yuwen Wuming, who was the closest to Yuwen Wu Chen, he only had enough time to stretch his hand for a moment before powerlessly drooping down.
The cold light pierced through Yuwen Wuchen’s heart, and his pure-white dress was immediately dyed red with blood.
She lowered her head to look at her heart, her eyes gradually became unfocused. “My heart is broken … “It really hurts.”
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